After practicing the ruthless way, the elder brother regretted it deeply

"You deserve to die for building your own desires on the suffering of others!" Yan Qing swung his sword again.

Is there no way to kill him?

Han Ling didn't know either. This much he knew was already the limit.

No, there seems to be another way.

Yan Qing separated a bit of her soul and entered the Wuqing Dao Realm to contact Miao Wuyou. She remembered that Miao Wuyou was good at Gu.

"Miss Miao, is your Gu still usable?" Yan Qing was dealing with this old man while contacting Miao Wuyou.

"Yes, what do you need me to do?" Miao Wuyou immediately held the insect in his hand, his eyes full of determination.

Yan Qing suspected that at this moment she would still rush forward without hesitation even if she was asked to die.

She is not so weak that she needs to sacrifice others.

Yan Qing wrapped the insect with his spiritual power and took it out of Miao Wuyou's hand.

The insect sensed a familiar breath, and the fear of being controlled by humans for the first time lingered in its heart, and it immediately began to twist around.

Upon seeing this, Miao Wuyou immediately released his own aura to calm the insect.

In this situation, the only one who could get close to the old man was Yan Qing. She found the right moment and pretended that her sword missed the target, allowing the old man to dodge.

The sword cut through the old man's sleeve, and the poisonous insect silently attached itself to the old man and then entered his body.

After pupating for a while in the old man's body, I felt a little confused.

Miao Wuyou had just learned the lesson from the battle with Yan Qing and specially gave the insect a new skill.

Allow your sight to connect with the insect.

At this time, she also saw the situation inside the old man's body: "Miss Yan, this old man has no internal organs, my insect can't work!"

Even his internal organs are gone, yet he still refuses to give up living.

Isn’t this will to survive too strong?

Having a strong will to survive is a good thing, but you can’t exchange it for other people’s lives!

Wait, in exchange for someone else's life?

She suddenly had a good idea that was not so good. Her cultivation was enough to support her to live for thousands of years, and she was still young.

It’s no big deal to lose some vitality. At worst, you can just work harder at cultivation.

Han Ling was shocked when he read her thoughts: "Hey, hey, hey! I advise you not to play with fire!"

"Can you think of a better way?"

Han Ling stopped talking. This seemed to be the only solution at the moment.

Before Han Ling could say anything more, Yan Qing had already started to take action.

When the old man rushed over, she pretended that she couldn't dodge in time and was hit by the old man's talisman.

The old man was delighted to see this and finally put it on.

He didn't think about whether it was a trick, or in his opinion, Yan Qing would die if he was stuck with the talisman.

When the people in the stands saw Yan Qing being hit by the talisman, they panicked: "Miss Yan! Miss Yan, are you okay?"

Yan Qing felt that his vitality began to flow out of his body continuously. It was a bit uncomfortable, but it was okay. He could endure it by gritting his teeth.

Miao Wuyou in the Wuqing Dao Realm didn't know Yan Qing's plan. When she saw the talisman paper stuck on her, she was so anxious that she was spinning around in place.

The little baby licked his paws and said, "Newcomer, you have no idea how cruel Yan Qing is!"

But in fact, the little baby bit his claws so hard that the skin was broken and the nail clippers were bitten off.

"Miss Miao, have you seen the internal organs?" Yan Qing's voice sounded a little weak.

Miao Wuyou felt it and said, "I see, the insect has successfully entered the old man's heart."

"That's good!"

Yan Qing gathered his strength, and his spiritual power and dark power continuously flowed towards the talisman paper.

This talisman is indeed difficult to break free from, but she is a wealthy woman now!

Yan Qing took out bottle after bottle of Huiling Pills from the Wuqing Dao Realm, and poured them into his mouth when his spiritual power and dark power were insufficient.

Without blinking an eye.

Everyone was shocked by her generosity.

One bottle, two bottles, three bottles... Yan Qing was still taking out.

I don't know who said it first: "Everyone, stop just standing there and watch! Help this little girl!"

People also reacted, and a steady stream of dark power was transmitted from the stands to Yan Qing.

There were also people who didn't want to lose, but after being yelled at by others whether they wanted to live or not, they reluctantly transferred the dark power to Yan Qing.

They realized the situation clearly, and now the only one who could fight with this old guy was Yan Qing.

Now they are in the same boat, and they have to help each other even if they are reluctant!

With everyone's help, Yan Qing's dark power recovered quickly, but he still lacked some spiritual power.

"Hoo--" The death talisman was violently broken by a powerful force, and the old man also found it incredible.

The people in the stands helped to transfer the dark power for a while, and half of the dark power was replenished by the Huiling Pill.

Huilingdan takes a long time to take effect and is expensive. Who is this girl? She actually keeps guzzling bottle after bottle.

He didn't feel sorry for the sight. If it weren't for everyone helping to channel their dark power, he couldn't even imagine how many elixirs this little girl could have produced.

Thanks for the invitation, friend whose business is booming and will drop gold coins, the master of the most powerful person in the world of cultivation, the family that sells space rings, the number one sect in the world of cultivation that often gives subsidies to disciples. (Actually, it's not that often, it's just that Gu Han is afraid that Yan Qing won't accept the things he gives him, so he gives things to Yan Qing in the name of the sect)

It’s hard not to be rich!

Yan Qing bowed to the people in the stands and said, "Thank you all for your help!"

She will protect everyone present!

"Humph! So what if your Dark Power has recovered? Let's see who recovers faster, your Dark Power or mine!"

If the death talisman is stuck on Yan Qing a few more times, she won't have much vitality left.

By then, he would like to see whether Yan Qing, who has lost his vitality, can still stand here like he does now.

The old guy is here again.

The people in the stands saw the old man kicking towards Yan Qing and quickly reminded her: "Miss Yan, be careful, it's Old Bi Deng!"

If they hadn't said anything, Yan Qing would have been fine and could have dodged it. But when they said it, Yan Qing almost tripped over his left foot and fell.

God damn it!

Fortunately, Yan Qing reacted quickly and managed to dodge it.

Someone in the audience punched the person who said "Laobideng": "Hold your tongue!"

In order to avoid being disturbed, Fu Xiu in the corner blocked his hearing and focused on deducing the formation, not noticing what was happening here at all.

This formation is somewhat complicated, perhaps from ancient times or even an even longer period.

Formations and talismans have the same origin, but he knew very little about the talismans of that period, let alone such a forbidden technique?

The calculations were a bit difficult, and I had to take out my own talisman books for reference from time to time.

Current books have very few records of talismans from that period, but these are enough for him to deduce where the center of the formation is.

It just takes some mental effort.

His face was pale and his lips were bloodless.

Sweat blurred his vision, his mental strength was rapidly depleted, and the scene before him became increasingly blurry, as if someone had cast a veil—a layer of cloth—over his eyes.